scowled and crossed his
arms.
“Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been? Where
were you? How did you get out of the castle?”
“I didn’t know I was a prisoner.”
“Your mother might be after you. I thought you were
in danger.”
“Oh.” He had a good point, which made me feel guilty.
“You’re right. I shouldn’t have left without telling you. I didn’t mean to be
gone so long.” I explained what happened with the fox. When I was done, he
looked concerned.
“I see. I suggest we do a little more training with
your wizardry and for you to stop sneaking out of the castle.”
I nodded. “I’m really tired.”
“Go to bed, then, and we can discuss it in the
morning.”
I didn’t argue and he stepped out of my way. Once I
was alone in my room, I took a deep breath and sat on my bed. I hurt a child. I
cursed the fox without meaning to. My aunt told me that I had “neutral” magic,
so I could do both light and dark magic. It made sense to me that the reason I
was so bad at sorcery was because I didn’t want to cause chaos to innocent
people. That meant if I did want to, I could hurt someone.
I could kill someone.
The problem was that I hadn’t been trying to hurt the
fox. I nearly killed her on accident. Merlin came from a world where wizards
and sorcerers were the same thing, but the idea that someone could be both a
wizard and sorcerer was unheard of here. I was born a sorcerer, and what
happened with the fox proved to me that there was no way I could be both. It
just wasn’t the way here, so I would have to choose. I had a choice, and that
was more than anyone else got.
Before I ran away from home and met Merlin, I would
have chosen to be a sorcerer because I thought that was the only way to be
accepted. It wasn’t, though. People would accept me as a sorcerer if I behave
like a sorcerer, and they would accept me as a wizard if I behave like a
wizard. It was just my family who wouldn’t accept me.
Guilt churned in my stomach as I reflected on my
entire life. Just before I finally fell asleep, I made a decision.
Chapter 3
I woke with my stomach
growling, so I headed down to the dining room. Merlin normally woke me early
and we would eat breakfast with the wizard, but since he was gone, I wasn’t
particularly interested. Instead, I would eat whatever I could conjure and get
started on practicing magic.
Thus, I could understand why Magnus looked surprised
to see me. I sat down in my usual seat and pulled the bowl of flowers towards
me. I put a few of the flowers on my plate and waved my wand, transforming them
into bread and potatoes. I couldn’t help but to smile every time I did this,
because before Merlin and Magnus started teaching me, I could only manage to
transform stuff into apples and broccoli.
Magnus had explained that it was because I was trying
so hard to make it not apples and broccoli. I couldn’t conjure meat with
wizard magic, so once I stopped fighting my wizard magic, conjuring any food I
wanted that didn’t come from living animals was easy.
“I want you to take away the dark magic inside me,” I
said.
Magnus sat back and frowned. “I was hoping you would
never ask this of me. It would be a terrible mistake.”
Not long after I joined Magnus’s side, I found a
drawing which indicated that Magnus and Livia knew each other and even had a
daughter together. Although I told Merlin about it, I never brought it up to
Magnus. “I know you and my aunt had a daughter.”
“She told you about Sonya?” he asked.
When my aunt’s first daughter, Veronica, tried to
kill her, she locked away her darkness. That resulted in her second daughter,
Sonya, being pure good. Unfortunately, Veronica killed Sonya.
“She told me about Veronica, Sonya, and locking her
power away because Veronica was a sorceress. She didn’t tell me that you were
Sonya’s father.” He didn’t say anything. I really wanted to tell Magnus about
the ghost girl I met because I was pretty certain